My Chinese Unicorn

My Chinese Unicorn owned a sponge that they would occasionally insert somewhere. This seems to be a fairly surprising idea, to my children, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that this idea was miraculous. Honestly, a sponge would be the item that was selected.

My Chinese Unicorn wanted a bag of poop that they would sometimes put up their bum. It might be an original proposal, to my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks it would be spectacular. Who would have imagined, a bag of poop of all things.

My Chinese Unicorn owned a little monkey that they would throw. It would be a new activity, to many, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that the idea was sublime. Honestly, a little monkey was the chosen item.

My Chinese Unicorn carried a computer that they would occasionally sleep with. It would be a fairly surprising undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks that the idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a computer was the thing that was chosen.

My Chinese Unicorn had a hat that they would occasionally throw. It might have been a fairly astonishing approach to life, to my children, but not to the Unicorn, who considered it was out of this world. Bizarrely, a hat is the thing to select.

My Chinese Unicorn desired a condom that they sometimes embrace. It is a peculiar activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Unicorn, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is wonderous. Strangely, a condom would be the item that was selected.